By Maddie McClouskey
Everyone has a different relationship to McDonald’s. Some people love it and consume it often. Some people have never had it before but would like to try. Others make cheeseburgers themselves instead of, or in addition to, going to McDonald’s. Also, there are people who honestly have little to no desire for it, and that’s perfectly legitimate as well. We all know there are many issues to discuss regarding this international institution: the media portrays McDonald’s unrealistically, there is a harsh stigma against McDonald’s workers, and we have been taught that it is okay to judge others based on how much or little they have McDonald’s. Whether you’re a virgin or a McDonald’s worker, here are some guidelines to getting the McDonald’s experience you truly want (We’ll get to the sexy part later):
TRIGGER WARNING. Sexual assault.
I wrenched on the shower faucet, for what must have been at least the second time that morning, the air immediately becoming thick with steam. I trudged past the mirror, averting my eyes as I did so. I stepped into the water, tears slip sliding down my cheeks. In light of the events that had just happened a few days earlier, one would think that I was crying because of the assault on my body. This was only partially true.
By Emma Jenkinson
WARNING. SEXUAL ASSAULT TRIGGER.
Over the past three weeks, for my Victims and Victimology module at university, we’ve had a guest talker. C, a middle-aged woman, divorced with three children, a GP, came in to talk to us about the aftermath of her rape, and how she dealt with the following years and recovery. I will spare you the details of the rape, only to say she was attacked in a car park by a train station. After the attack, C went to the police, who, when she asked if there was someone she could speak to, told her they were “closed.” She pushed, they “relented” (very kind of them, I’m sure) and she went through a medical examination by a male doctor who asked inappropriate questions and wasn’t thorough enough.
My lecturer described C as, ironically, the “Perfect Rape Victim.” Who better to be a victim than a middle-aged “respectable” woman. A woman who, in theory, the court can’t pick holes in — why were you out so late? Why were you wearing a mini-skirt? Why had you been drinking? Why were you walking home on that street? Why this, why that, why not… In my research for my dissertation, which is about rape culture and its influence on investigations into rape cases, I’ve read so much about how women are basically re-violated once in the court room. A famous case years ago brought the issue to head when a rapist was allowed to be his own defense and made his victim relive her rape through questioning. Since then, laws are being put into place to prevent a recurrence. But with C being “respectable,” there was nothing, in theory, to dredge up about her.
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